I made a pact to clean the whole house before New Years– one room a day for a week. Unfortunately, my body didn’t cooperate too well, and not everything went as planned. Here’s a short list of what actually got done:
- stovetop cleaned and scrubbed
- downstairs floors swept and vacuumed
- stairs vacuumed
- upstairs carpet and rugs vacuumed
- bedding washed
- catboxes cleaned
- downstairs bathroom cleaned
- dogs bathed
- upstairs bathroom cleaned
That’s about as far as I got. Although there’s a story to go with the vacuuming of the carpet and rugs. Jesse brought with him a bagless vacuum that we are using now since the belt is broken on the other. It fills up a canister, maybe the size of a coffee carafe, and then you have to empty it. Well, i vacuumed the rug downstairs and emptied the canister, and it was pretty full, so i vacuumed the rug again, and then emptied the canister again… and IT was pretty full, so i did it again… and again… a total of five times. We’re talking, if we continue with our carafe measuring system, about 50 cups of dog and cat fur. I vacillated between horror and astonishment.
After that i went on to the stairs, which i can only clean with the wand, and nothing came out into the canister… so i reached up in there and found that the entire filter was clogged with fur. I think i pulled out a full carafe from the filter. Whew. Once that was done, i vacuumed the carpets upstairs and got two and a half canisters worth. Sounds gross, i know, but it smells really clean up here now. Mom and dad, i know you will never visit here again now :). We love you anyway.
Coffee Black, Tea with Milk. 